Because they were lost, Wang Haotian and his group stopped from time to time to replenish their energy, and then continued to explore. Strangely, Qing Tiao, the monk they met occasionally on the road, actively asked about it. I don't know if it was his charm or something, but the team was inexplicable. There were more people standing in a row, talking and laughing. Wang Haotian didn't join. This time he was the audience, and he could hear a lot of good things.
"Brother Qing Tiao is really a warm-hearted and good man..." Wang Haotian said with emotion from behind.
"He is a good person in the sect, and he is involved in everything big and small," Yao Qinghuan responded, looking at Qing Tiao blankly. During this time, he became familiar with him and could barely say a few words.
Just when Wang Haotian was about to say something, Qing Tiao suddenly shouted from the front that the small fishing village had arrived.
The "small fishing village" is actually an open space with dozens of houses made of white snow. Several of them rubbed the snow into squares with their faces flushed. Their hands were also red, inlaid with another piece of snow. A piece of square, this is a house made of snow. In the middle of the fishing village are human-shaped statues carved entirely from snow. They are shaped like a human, but have two faces, like two bodies, half of which are like Rushing out, the other half is smiling and stroking the other half of the ferocious face with his hand. The strange thing is seeping in. Is this something from the village?
The moment they stepped into the small fishing village, the Yuan Power on their bodies dispersed crazily as if they had encountered something. After a while, Wang Haotian felt that 10% of his Yuan Power had been lost, and the little Wang Haotian who looked like a Nascent Soul began to He looked a little sleepy, blinking and holding on. People around him noticed this and quickly took out their spiritual stones to absorb them, but to no avail.
"What is going on?" one of them shouted out. Yuanli was passing faster and faster, and their faces became more and more panicked. Waves of coldness came with death. Qing Tiao, who had the highest cultivation level here, also Holding on, other people's faces began to slowly turn pale.
"It'll be fine soon," Qing Tiao held on to hold on, but little did he know that his body began to tremble, and a faint layer of ice could be faintly seen between his fingers.
At this time, Wang Haotian wanted to use the Chaos Evolution Technique to absorb these, but failed, because these were not the spiritual energy of heaven and earth at all, but simple damage. If they were absorbed, they would seek death. It was very similar to a magic circle, but not like it. He also said The feeling of not coming out can only be allowed to be dissipated by some kind of force until the body is empty and the Yuan Power is gone. The little Yuanying guy also fell asleep. Looking at his appearance, Wang Haotian felt a little cute. At the same time, waves of coldness hit me, the kind of cold that froze my soul, causing constant physiological trembling.
"Cold... so cold." Yao Wu took out a lot of sweaters to wrap himself up, but it was useless. After taking them out, they turned into popsicles. It was even colder when he put them on. What's even more exaggerated was that there were A few weak ones were frozen.
Wang Haotian suddenly thought of the sixth junior sister Jun with the weakest cultivation level. She saw that her little face was covered with a lot of frost, and her long eyelashes were trembling constantly. She looked very pitiful, but Wang Haotian admired her for being able to survive it. live.
On the other hand, the others more or less took a few steps back without regaining their color. Wang Haotian probably knew the situation when he saw this. It was somewhat similar to his Nine Rebellion Demon God Art, but this kind of pain was in the soul. Wang Haotian He could feel the needle pricking his bone marrow, so he could only hold on. Now he had basically no cultivation except his physical body.
In the haze, Wang Haotian wanted to activate the Nine Heavenly Demon Art, but Wang Haotian soon took control of it. At this time, he could not operate. He was afraid that the "demon" would disturb him and occupy him. It seemed that this coldness was completely Ignoring his cultivation and physical body, and reaching towards his soul, in his spiritual consciousness, Wang Haotian saw that the little Wang Haotian was trembling and curled up.
It was so cold that he wanted to sleep. Wang Haotian seemed to be the one who could hold on the longest. Qing Tiao and Qing Tiao were also conscious while standing.
A gust of warm wind came, and the body suddenly felt the warmth as if it was being melted. A rickety old man was wearing thin and worn clothes, which looked particularly dazzling in the white snow. His hair and eyebrows were snow-white, and he looked well-maintained. Very good, the white-haired old man said with a rich voice: "The time has come, everyone is welcome."
"I believe that when you come to our small fishing village, you are well prepared. Everyone here is a genius in the sect, or is famous. I am the village chief here. You can call me Old Man Yu, because I I just like to eat fish, all kinds of fish, I believe you will understand this later. "
"Old Tu, take them to the small room and remember to light a small flame for each of them."
The old man's words were imprinted in his mind like a magic voice and could not be forgotten for a long time. When Wang Haotian, Qing Tiao and others reacted, they were actually moved to a house made of snow. Everything in the house was Made of white snow, the only dazzling thing is the small flame, which burns only a trace of light, but is extremely warm. As a monk, basically ordinary wind and cold are completely invulnerable, but Why is it different here?
Wang Haotian's body began to move slowly. Qing Tiao and others were lying in the small room. Basically, there were only a few people lying in the whole room. Suddenly Wang Haotian noticed that someone was looking at him. He turned his head suddenly and saw the same big man. Their eyes met.
is her? Jun Weiyang turned her head quickly at this moment, as if she was very afraid of life, which made Wang Haotian feel funny. People stood up one after another. Although Wang Haotian woke up very early, he did not get up quickly, but continued to be half awake. .
Now he has no Yuanli at all. Just like the rumors, only the physical body can be used here. It is a good place for cultivating the physical body, and it is also a good place for tempering the mind. The moment just now made him numb.
"Are you okay?" Qing Tiao came to Yao Wu immediately, and then he woke up the others one after another. After Wang Haotian woke up, his body was already well, but he was just pretending to be stiff.
At this time, outside the house, an old man in white came in with a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man looked very tough, with a head full of black hair covering his forehead so that no one could see his eyes, but the killings he revealed from time to time shocked everyone present. , his cultivation is even more terrifying, and no one can see through it, including Wang Haotian, who is very confident in himself. The most exaggerated thing is that the middle-aged man has an unusually thick figure. He can feel the explosive muscles and strength just wearing a gray sweater. .
